The Face You Used To Wear

So now the curse is ended and the castle shines once more. The country and the people wear the forms they wore before. The face you show the world, my love, again is wondrous fair. And yet, I find at time I miss the face you used to wear. Your paws so strong yet gentle every time you took my hand. Your face so fierce, yet kindly once I came to understand. How soft the fur I used to comb, your lovely silken mane. Your hair is soft and golden, but it isn't quite the same. The fairy tale is ended, happy ever after we. I know I'll always love you, I know that you love me. I know that it would hurt you so to tell you I won't dare. That there are times I miss the face and form you used to wear.